Gemotions

Maya bounced her leg as she refreshed the email inbox one last time. The notification had to arrive soon. She'd spent weeks perfecting her application, poring over every detail. The acceptance could change everything. The silence of the library hummed around her, a familiar background track to her intense focus. Her stomach tightened, a curious blend of nerves and… something else. She tapped the desk with her pen, a rapid staccato against the polished wood. Her gaze kept returning to the clock on the wall. Time was running out.